Hilary Duff manhandles a crazy fan.
By Crohnsman Crohnsman67216@yahoo.com
When accosted by an overzealous fan, Hilary Duff gets mean and aggressive.

This story was requested by a fan. The contents are purely fictional. I
want to thank him for the request and for taking the time to write. I
hope you and he enjoys the story.

Hilary Duff was lying in her bedroom at her parents second home in Los
Angeles California. She was going through the bag of fan mail she brought
home with her to read. Her Publicist normally handled the tons of fan
mail she got from millions of young girls and boys. Because it would be
virtually impossible for her to answer them all. But Hilary liked to take
one bag and personally answer the fan mail herself. It helped her keep in
touch with her fans and understand their likes and dislikes about her
music and movies. At twenty, her movie career is in full swing. And
record sales from her music career was booming. So she liked to stay on
top of things by reading what her fans had to say about both of her fast
track careers.

She smiled at the letter she was reading at the moment. The young girl
was having trouble get ting the boy she was in love with to notice her.
She told Hilary she watched everyone of her Lizzie McGuire episodes. So
she knew she went through the same agonizing trauma of having the love of
her life ignore her. She asked Hilary what she should do. She went on to
say she highly valued her opinion and would follow any advice she had to
offer. Hilary wrote a little note explaining how she would handle the
situation. Then she added an autographed picture to the large manila
envelope and sealed it up. She laid it in the out pile and moved on to
the next one.

When she opened the next one a cold shiver ran down her spine when she
read the first sentence at the top of the page. "I LOVE YOU HILARY!" She
calmed down after reading further and finding out it was from a twelve
year old boy. But her hands were still slightly shaking as she thought
back to 2005 and the crazy fan who attacked her. Herbert Lawson was a bad
memory she was unable to forget. A maniac who was so in love with her he
convinced himself they had a love affair going on. She still remembered
the love letters and the single red rose she found every morning in front
of her door. If it hadn't of been for her quick wit and the ability she
possessed to handle herself, he may have done permanent damage to her and
her boyfriend Joel Madden. Hilary put the fan letter down and replayed
the terrifying event in her mind.

It all started shortly after her seventeenth birthday in September of
2004. She had just finished airing the final episode of Lizzie McGuire,
and had released her first record album. She also had the starring role
in two movies called The Cinderella Story and Raise Your Voice. Plus she
was co starring with Frankie Muniz in the movie Agent Cody Banks. When
Hilary wasn't filming on the set, she stayed in the penthouse suite of a
swanky hotel in Beverly Hills. One morning when she ordered room service
before going to the set, she found a love letter with a large red heart
on it inside her door. There was a single red rose beside it. The letter
was from a twenty two year old man named Herbert Lawson. He proclaimed
his everlasting love for her until the day he died. Hilary didn't think
much about it and went on about her business.

The next morning there was another love letter and red rose. She alerted
hotel security and they said they would take care of it. But the letters
and roses kept showing up. After putting up with it for nearly two weeks,
she changed hotels. It didn't detour the man from delivering his messages
and flowers. The next morning, there they were in front of her door. The
police was unable to help because he hadn't committed any crime. So like
it or not, she was forced to accept his long distance attention. After
she finished filming the first movie and moved on to the next location,
she was hoping the letters and roses would stop. But the first morning
after she started filming, they were there. She realised this guy was
following her where ever she went. That really began to worry her. So
Hilary hired a self defense instructor to teach her how to handle herself
if the o ccasion ever arose. She wanted to be fully prepared for
anything.

After she completed filming the movies she moved back to her parents main
home in Houston Texas. She prayed that would be the end of Herbert Lawson
and his unwanted presents. But the letters and a rose began showing up in
the mail. She tossed them out and did her best to forget about him. She
also increased the time she spent with her self defense instructor. At
the beginning of 2005, she was co staring in the sequel Cheaper By The
Dozen 2. And she co starred with Heather Locklear in a movie called The
Perfect Man. The love letters and the red roses were again lying on the
floor every morning at both locations. She continued to throw them out
and tried to ignore his obsession. But the man was starting to get on her
nerves. There was just something creepy about the whole thing that was
unsettling.

Hilary was very contented with the path her life was on. She had just
released her second album and she now had a man in her life. Joel Madden
was the lead singer in the grunge/pop-punk band called Good Charlotte.
They hit it off the second they met and became a couple. That's when the
letters began to change. The large red heart on the front had been
changed to a fearful looking skull. Herbert didn't understand why she had
deserted him for another man. He somehow got the delusion in his mind
that they were having a love affair. She tried her best to put it out of
her mind. But there was something eerie about the ugly looking skull that
had her worried. The police still weren't able help her with the problem.
He wasn't considered a stalker because he had never shown himself or
confronted Hilary in any way. She again increased her time with the self
defense instructor.

The ugly situation finally came to a head one night in July. Hilary was
two months short of her eighteenth birthday. When she turned eighteen,
Joel planned on announcing their engagement. She and Joel were slated to
attend the MTV music awards in Miami Florida that night. He picked her up
at the hotel in a limousine and whisked her away like a fairy Princess.
The couple had a grand time at the event. They congratulated the winners
for receiving their awards, and talked to some friends they both had in
the music business. They also took some time to chat with the media. They
pressed Joel and Hilary about their relationship and where it was going.
But the two young celebrities refused to release any information on that
subject. Hilary had a wonderful time with Joel that night and was feeling
very happy.

Joel returned Hilary to her hotel and accompanied her up the elevator to
her suite. They stepped off of the elevator and started walking down the
long hallway to her door. About half way there they passed one of the
kitchen employees pushing a serving table towards the elevator. Neither
one of them paid much attention to the man. When they reached Hilary's
room, Joel kissed her good night. He stood by while she turned to unlock
the door. Hilary pushed the door open and stepped into her room. Then she
turned to tell Joel good night one last time. As soon as she was facing
him, she saw the kitchen employee swing a wine bottle and crack Joel on
the back of the head. Joel was knocked into her and they both sprawled to
the floor inside the room. The man stepped inside and locked the door
before whirling to face Hilary.

"WHY HILARY? WHY WOULD YOU DUMP ME FOR HIM? I TREATED YOU LIKE A QUEEN!
HE'LL NEVER LOVE YOU AS MUCH AS I DO! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO US?" He
angrily shouted. It instantly dawned on her that she was finally face to
face with Herbert Lawson. Hilary didn't panic. Joel was out cold on the
floor and needed her protection. She knew Lawson might fatally injure him
while he was helpless. She couldn't allow that to happen. Keeping Joel
safe was her first priority. So she had to divert his attention away from
her defenseless boyfriend. The self defense lessons she had taken
prepared her for this moment. She was confident in her abilities to
handle the situation. She slowly climbed to her feet wearing a smile.

"Oh Herbert. I'm so happy you finally came to see me. I've been dying to
meet the wonderful man who wrote those darling letters and sent me the
beautiful red roses." She said trying to sound convincing. "Yeah? Then
why did you begin an affair with him?" He asked sarcastically. "I had to
do something Herbert. How could I express my love for you when you
wouldn't show yourself to me. So I paid him to act as my boyfriend to
draw you out. And it worked perfectly. Because here you are." She replied
while she slowly strolled his way. "Then he means nothing to you?"
Herbert asked hopefully. "Of course not silly. I was just using him.
You're the man I love. Your beautiful love letters captured my heart
completely. But I felt empty because you wouldn't let me see you." She
said while she placed her hand on his chest and passionately looked him
in the eyes.

Herbert's f ace lit up with recognition. "So you used him to make me
jealous?" He said with a smile. "Yes Herbert. He means absolutely nothing
to me. I'm sorry I had to do that to you. But how could I spend the rest
of my life with the man I love, when he wouldn't let me see him. Do you
forgive me my love?" She asked sweetly. "Yes my beautiful Princess, I
forgive you. And I'm sorry I got so upset over him. I just didn't
understand." He replied while he ran his fingers through her silky blond
hair. "I know you didn't. But it all turned out the way I planned. Now we
can be together and live the life we've both dreamed of. Why don't we go
to my bedroom and start our wonderful new life out right. I can't wait to
prove how much I love you my sweet Herbert." Hilary said seductively.

She took Herbert by the hand and led him towards the bedroom. "WAIT!"
"What about him?" He asked pointing at Joel. "Don't worry about him my
love. He was well paid to help me carry out my plan. He'll realise it
must have worked when he awakens. So he'll know his services are no
longer needed and leave quietly. Now stop worrying and come with me." She
said taking his arm. Herbert allowed himself to be towed to the bedroom
by the woman he loved. Hilary closed the door and locked it behind her
while she kept his attention on her beautiful smiling face. Her mind was
racing a mile a minute. She had to stall the insane man for as long as
she could and keep him away from Joel. Hopefully Joel would regain his
senses soon and call hotel security or the police.

She pointed to the comfortable chair in her bedroom and calmly spoke to
Herbert. "Sit down my love. I want to do a strip tease dance for you. It
will excite us both, so we'll be ready to make mad passionate love." It
was actually a ruse by the beautiful teen to shed her bulky gown and high
heels. She didn't want to be wearing anything that may restrict her
movements when she attacked. Judging by the leering grin he had when he
flopped in the chair, her ruse was working. Hilary seductively swayed her
well developed body while she removed her clothing and shoes. Then she
propped one foot at a time up on the arm of the chair. She removed her
garters and slowly rolled her thigh high stockings down her gorgeous
legs. Lawson nearly slobbered on himself while he watched her in a trance
like state. She could see he was getting sexually stimulated by the large
bulge growing in his pants.

When she was finally down to her white lace panties and bra, she was
ready for action. She took his hands and enticingly smiled while she
slowly backed up and invited him to stand. His eyes were glued to her
firm round breasts as he slowly rose from the chair. Hilary quickly
assessed the situation. He was approximately 5 foot 10 inches tall and
roughly 180 pounds. While her shapely female body was 5 foot 4 and 115
pounds. She would have to be careful not to let him trap her where his
larger size and male muscles would have the advantage. So a ground war
was out of the question. At least until she had considerably weakened
him. Then she would use what ever she pleased to punish him for his
ridiculous obsession with her. Herbert Lawson was about to find out he
messed with the wrong girl.

Hilary moved her hands up his arms while she slowly stepped up to him.
Then she struck without warning and caught him completely off guard. She
grabbed his shoulders and drove her knee into his balls as hard as she
could. "WHAM!" Herbert grabbed his painful nuts and groaned. His eyes
bugged out of his head and his face instantly turned red. Hilary stepped
back and landed a solid right cross to his jaw. "SMACK!" He dropped to
the floor like a wet sack. She took full advantage and began stomping any
part of his body she could reach. "STOMP!..STOMP!..STOMP!..STOMP!..BAM!"
His ribs and mid section absorbed the first three. Then she managed to
bounce his head on the floor with a hard stomp to his face. She had to
jump back when Herbert released his balls and grabbed for her foot.

When his hand missed her foot he rolled to his knees and tried to get up.
Hilary took a short step with her left leg and punted his face like a
football with her right foot. "WHAP!" The crazed man flopped on his back
and grabbed his broken nose with both hands while he screamed in pain.
"AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Hilary went back to stomping on him like he was
an insect crawling across the floor. "STOMP!..STOMP!..STOMP!..STOMP!" Two
more softened his stomach and the other two severely hurt his ribs. He
rolled away from the pissed off teen and scrambled to his feet. Lawson
glared at her with pure hatred in his eyes. It had all been an act. The
woman he loved was nothing but a lying slut who was scornfully rejecting
his feelings for her. She had to pay for that deceit with her blood. It
was the only way to satisfy his need for revenge.

"YOU LYING BITCH! I GAVE YOU MY HEART AND YOU RIPPED IT TO PIECES! I'M
GOING TO TAKE YOU APART WITH MY BARE HANDS FOR YOUR DECIETFUL LIES! NO
ONE SPITS IN MY FACE AND GETS AWAY WITH IT. YOU'RE GOING TO DIE BITCH!"
He screamed as he went for her. Hilary readied herself for battle. Lawso
n cranked up a devastating right to separate her head from her creamy
shoulders. But his sore ribs slightly hampered his movements. Hilary was
easily able to avoid his punch and land several of her own.
"SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" A left jab puffed up his
bottom lip. It was followed by a one two combination that hurt both of
his eyes. Then another right, left combo drilled him in the stomach. The
last pile driving right cross nearly dislocated his jaw. He staggered
back thoroughly shocked.

Hilary smiled when she saw the surprised look on his face. "Taking me
apart isn't going to be as easy as you thought is it asshole?" She asked
him with a smile. "Fuck you bitch. You'll soon be lying on the floor with
your life's blood soaking up the carpet. Then I'm going in the next room
and strangle your fucking boyfriend until he stops breathing. We'll see
who's laughing then you lying slut." He replied hatefully. The smile left
Hilary's face. It was replaced by an angry look of extreme determination.
She wasn't going to allow this crazy bastard to get near Joel. Even if it
cost her her life. She squeezed her fists so tight her nails were digging
into her palms. The muscles in her feminine body seemed to swell with
each breath she took. They felt as if they were as hard as stone when she
stepped up to engage the lunatic threatening to harm the love of her
life.

Lawson met her toe to toe. His face was filled with fury for the lying
bitch who tread on his love like it was worthless. If she wouldn't love
him, she would love no one at all. He was going to send her to hell where
she belonged. He was filled with excitement when his hard right caught
her flush on the cheek. But his excitement was short lived. The solid
punch didn't budge her at all. He was totally shocked when she shook it
off like it was nothing and threw one of her own. "SMACK!" Her right
landed on his mouth and busted it wide open. He quickly got over the
shock and threw a left hook which nailed her on the chin. But that punch
didn't seem to do any damage to the smaller female fighter either. She
stood her ground and let fly with a crushing left hook that instantly
swelled his right eye. "SMACK!"

His anger changed to disbelief in a heart beat. It was virtually
impossible for her to absorb his mighty punches like they were mere pitty
pats. She was at least seventy pounds lighter and a fucking FEMALE. It
simply couldn't be happening. He ran out of time trying to figure it out.
Because Hilary was rapidly firing punches at an alarming rate. And the
power behind them was incredible. Each one felt like he was being hit
with a sledge hammer. A very heavy sledge hammer.
"SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..CRACK!" The cartilage in his broken nose
shattered to pieces. Both cheek bones swelled up and felt cracked. His
left eye now matched his swollen right. And the uppercut broke several of
his teeth and sent him stumbling back.

Hilary's expression never changed. She walked after him like she was
strolling through the park. When he was able to stop himself and get his
feet under him, she resumed his destruction. "THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" Two
more hit his stomach with the strength of a kicking stallion. They were
followed by a right hook that struck his temple like a wrecking ball. He
was reeling sideways from the solid punch like a drunk. The blond warrior
went right after him. This time he was able to get off two shots that
cleanly landed on her beautiful face. But Hilary walked right through
them like they were merely irritating insects. Lawson's face turned white
with fear. His manly punches were completely useless against the teenage
celebrity. It was like hitting an unstoppable tank. She just kept coming.
She must be a demon. He thought to himself as he looked for a place to
run. But there was no escaping her or her wrath.

Hilary's entire body felt numb. There was absolutely no feeling in her
face, her legs, or her body. The only thing she could feel was her arms
and fists. And they felt like steel beams. Not in weight, because she had
no trouble lifting them. It was her strength. She felt as if she could
bring down a mountain by simply punching it. She saw the frightened look
on Herbert's face when she caught up to him. He was frantically clawing
at her left hand when she curled her fingers in his shirt so he couldn't
run from her any more. He realised he couldn't break her strong grip so
he began chucking punches as fast as he could. He was praying his
onslaught would drive the demon from her body so he could knock her out
and escape. But his male fists didn't faze her one bit. At least a dozen
punches connected with her face and she didn't even blink.

When Hilary smiled and drew back her right fist, Lawson screamed like a
girl and pissed all over his self. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" "SMACK!" His
left cheek swelled up like a grapefruit. "SMACK!" The skin ripped open
above his left eye. "SMACK!" A large bruise appeared on his chin.
"SMACK!" There was a huge knot growing on his fore head. "SMACK!" Both
lips blew up three times their size. "SMACK!" Two more teeth flew out of
his busted mouth. "SMACK!" Now his right eye was badly swollen. "SMACK!"
His right cheek turned a multitude of colors.
"THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" His poor mid section was turned to mush.
"CRRRACKK!" The battering ram uppercut snapped his head back so hard he
feared she had broken his neck.

Lawson was scared out of his mind. He was afraid she was going to kill
him if he didn't find a way to stop her. But how? The vice like grip she
had on his shirt was unbreakable. His solid punches were completely
ineffective against her. A fact which really boggled his mind. How could
her soft feminine body and beautiful face, shrug off his hard thrown male
punches like it was a two year old boy striking her with his small fists.
It just didn't make any sense. He had beaten up quite a few women who
were much larger then Hilary. When no solution came to his mind, he began
to cry. He was going to die at the hands of a beautiful female he once
thought he loved. And there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it.

Hilary was positive she had weakened him enough that she could now
torture him with painful wrestling holds. Beating him senseless with her
fists had been very satisfying. But she wanted to feel the thrill she
knew she would get from breaking him down with her arms and legs. Up
close and personal hands on pain. That's what she was craving now. She
threw Lawson on the floor and leaped on him like a she wolf bringing down
food for her cubs. She quickly rolled over on her back and dragged him on
top of her. Before he even realised what was happening, she had him tied
up in a full nelson and body scissors combination hold. His fear
evaporated at first, because he was eternally grateful she wasn't
slugging him anymore. It rapidly returned when she clamped down with her
strong legs.

The pain hit him instantly. His ribs felt like they were being crushed by
a huge python. He struggled with everything he had to free his arms so he
could try and pry her gorgeous legs apart. But her full nelson was tight
and unbreakable. His feeble squirming didn't affect her hold at all. He
was helplessly trapped in her strong grasp while he was forced to suffer
the terrible pain her vice grip legs was causing to his ribs.
"AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" He screamed like a banshee and bawled like a
baby. "What's the matter wimp? Are my legs to much for you to handle? I
seem to remember you saying you loved my gorgeous legs in one of your
love letters. Have you changed your mind already?" Hilary asked her
sobbing victim.

Herbert couldn't speak. He was doing his best to harden the muscles in
his mid section to ease the excruciating pain in his ribs as much as
possible. But it wasn't working to well. His face was turning red from
exertion, but her constricting legs kept getting tighter and tighter.
When he couldn't hold his breath any longer and had to exhale, he felt
and heard one of his ribs break. "SNAP!" "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" His
ear piercing scream quickly followed. "Oops. I think I broke you." Hilary
said giggling. Herbert didn't think it was funny. Tears were rapidly
staining his swollen cheeks and the front of his shirt. They were pouring
from both of his black eyes by the bucket full.

Hilary decided to change positions. When she released her full nelson,
his arms were so numb he could offer little resis tance. She grabbed his
right wrist in her right hand and bent his arm around the back of his
neck. Then she pulled his left arm out straight and held it with her left
arm while she scooted around so her strong legs were around his middle.
She crossed her shapely ankles when she was situated and let him feel her
power. His stomach was so soft from the pounding she gave it, the only
thing stopping her knees from touching each other was two layers of skin
and his back bone. Lawson felt like he was going to throw up. But he was
to busy screaming from the unbearable pain. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" "Are
you trying to make me angry Herbert my love? I'm starting to get the
feeling you don't appreciate my beautiful legs. And my feelings are
hurt." She said grinning.

"PLEASE! OH GOD PLEASE! YOU'RE KILLING ME! STOP SQUEEZING! PLEASE PLEASE
PLEASE STOP SQUEEZING! I CAN'T TAKE IT! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD HAVE MERCY!"
He pleaded. "You are such a cry baby Herbert my love. I try to be nice
and give you the full attention of my legs, and all you can do is whine
about the pain. That's a man for you. He begs you to give him what he
wants, and then he bitches when he gets it. Why I'm beginning to think
you don't love me anymore." Her humor was wasted on Herbert. He was
crying his eyes out while he prayed she would release him soon. He got
his wish, but his relief didn't last long.

Hilary unhooked her ankles and rolled his body off of her leg. Lawson was
lying on his stomach crying like a baby. She knelt down over his head
facing his feet, and took hold of both of his wrists. His muscular arms
were still to numb to stop her from doing what ever she wished. She
wrenched them both up his back and roughly pulled them towards her. He
started screaming again while his legs were kicking like a new born
infant. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "Were through playing games you bastard.
Where you got the foolish idea we were in love is beyond me. I don't even
know who the hell you are. I do know you're a raving lunatic who needs to
be put away. And that's exactly where you're going when I get done with
you." She said spitefully.

"But first you have to pay for making my life totally miserable for
nearly a year. And for hitting Joel in the head with that wine bottle.
Nobody messes with me or the people I care about. Do you understand you
pathetic nut case?" She asked as she pulled on both of his arms with all
of her strength. Lawson's frightened scream was ear shattering.
"AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He heard and felt the tendons in his arms
tear. And his shoulders were nearly ripped from their sockets. He was
really sobbing now. The awful pain he felt almost made him pass out. But
unfortunately for him, he didn't. "That should render your arms useless.
Now let's work on those legs of yours." Hilary stated as she turned him
loose. He tried his best to keep her from his legs. But he didn't have
much mobility because of his painfully torn arms.

Hilary scooted down his body and knelt over the back of his thighs. She
was easily able to grab his right foot and bring it up to her by bending
his knee. She got a firm grip on his heel with one hand, and the toe of
his shoe with the other. Then she viciously twisted it around.
"AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Lawson wailed like he was dying. Hilary
smiled and twisted it again. She finally turned his foot loose when she
felt his ankle slip from it's joint. Then she picked u p his left foot
and tortured it. Lawson was continuously blubbering and screaming
throughout the whole ordeal. He was completely defenseless against the
vengeful blond celebrity. She dropped his left leg after destroying that
ankle and climbed to her feet.

"That pretty much leaves you at my mercy doesn't it cry baby? Your arms
and legs are unusable, and your stomach and ribs have been severely
damaged. The only thing left for me to do is squash your head. Maybe I
can squeeze the ridiculous notions you have about our love affair out of
your idiotic brain. It's worth a try." She told him while she sat down
and stuffed his head between her fleshy thighs. Herbert didn't have the
strength to beg. His tears were drenching her legs when he looked up at
her beautiful face with his sad, imploring eyes. But Hilary didn't let
his pleading eyes bother her. "If you think that sad puppy dog look is
going to save you you're badly mistaken. I don't want any doubt left in
your mind how I feel about you. We are not lovers. We never have been and
we never will be. You should be convinced of that fact after I leave your
painfully wrecked body lying in this floor. Then I'll call the police and
have them take you away. If you still think you love me after that, then
you're more sick and delusional then I thought."

Hilary crossed her ankles and leaned back on her hands. She looked him
square in the eyes and smiled as she quickly applied pressure. The power
she was able to generate with her strong, gorgeous legs was overwhelming.
He felt as if his neck and jaw line was being crushed between two
bulldozers. He tried to scream but it died deep in his throat. His
useless arms couldn't help him relieve the pain. His tortured body and
damaged legs kept him from moving much at all. He could only lie there
like a docile lamb and accept the punishment she was dishing out. He
cried more then he'd ever cried in his life. But that didn't help his
cause either. There was absolutely no sympathy to be found in Hilary's
lovely hazel eyes. He mercifully passed out so he couldn't feel the
horrible pain any longer. When Hilary released him, his chin cracked the
floor when his unconscious head flopped down. She proudly stood over him
in victory.

Hilary tied his arms behind his back with one of her stockings. Then she
used the other stocking to tie up his legs. Finally, she bent his knees
and tied the ends of both stockings together. Lawson was hog tied in the
floor like a steer at the rodeo. After calling the police, she heard Joel
pounding on the door. He was frantically screaming her name and asking if
she was alright. He was thoroughly surprised when she opened the door and
he saw Lawson's beaten body tied up on the floor. He grabbed Hilary and
tightly hugged her. Then he stepped back with a puzzled look on his face.
"Thank God you're safe. But you have to explain the impossible scene I'm
looking at. How in the world did you over power that maniac and tie him
up? He's much bigger then you." He asked astounded. Hilary gave him a
sweet smile.

"Believe it or not Joel it was easy. He made me angry when he hit you and
attacked me. My self preservation just took over. I was in danger and so
were you after he was finished with me. I was determined not to let him
harm you. So I fought like a wildcat to save us both from injury. I know
what happened doesn't fit your perception of me. Everyone sees me as
demure and helpless because of the Lizzie McGuire series and all the Walt
Disney movies I've made. But I can be quite ruthless when people I care
about and myself are in danger. Herbert Lawson painfully found that out
today when he confronted me with his ludicrous notion we were secretly in
love. So I set him straight. Now that you know I'm not the weak and
defenseless little girl everyone sees, I hope it doesn't change how you
feel about me." She asked with a worried face.

Joel didn't answer right away. He was still staring at Herbert Lawson and
the unbelievable condition his battered body was in. It was hard for him
to wrap his mind around the fact that it was his sweet and dainty Hilary
Duff who completely destroyed the much larger man. "Joel, did you hear
what I asked you.?" She frantically said. Joel came to his senses and
turned to her. "No Hilary my sweet. It doesn't change how I feel about
you. In fact, I'm rather proud of you for being able to handle yourself
so well. Just remind me never to make you angry." He replied as he pecked
her on the lips. "Don't be ridiculous Joel. I would never beat you like
that. But I might tie you up and have my way with you." She said with a
gleam in her eye. He smiled and hugged her tight. Then he whispered in
her ear. "That my sweet Hilary, I would happily accept without complaint.
She crushed her ruby red lips against his and kissed him hard. The right
man for her was in her arms. Of that she was certain.